A/N
Hi, here is the next chapter, a gift to earn your forgiveness for the long wait XD
By the way, I included the times and days, e.g. day 1 is the first day of Sirius's Punishment; day 2 the second, and so on, so, hopefully, this make things easier for you all to follow and understand :)
I don't own the Marauders or any of JK's amazing characters.
Honestly if I did I think you would all know about it!
WARNING there is Remus/Sirius SLASH and also swearing!
Either way please enjoys! :D
Chapter 13
Remus' POV
(4:1pm Day 3)
Sighing I walked up to the common room, along with James. I thought about what he said. These past three days have been strangely quiet. It took me a while to notice, but without him around James has no one to make idiotic jokes with. There is much less laughter around. James wants me to forgive him. I do not know about Peter though he seems quieter than normal. I guess his actions have affected us all. In class we have had awkward questions, which we managed to worm out of, but for how much longer. People are suspecting a prank went too far, but see no signs of anything odd. I have heard many theories, each one painfully reminds me of the truth, as well as the fact Snape loathes all of now, even more than previously.
However these days have given me the chance to calm down greatly. I no longer feel anger, just confusion and sadness. I wish this did not happen. I want my friend back. Looking over to his bed I feel I a harsh pang in my chest when I see it empty. It will be hard to forgive him, but I am willing to try. I shall see what he has to say himself on the matter.
Sighing, I pick up Hogwarts A history in the hope of a distraction from this cold reality. Sat on my bed I try to immerse myself in the story of the founders and the rivalry between Slytherin and Gryffindor. It works for a while, but quickly I feel self conscious. 'By now Sirius would be distracting me' I thought, he would be poking me and calling my name, or even stealing away my book just so I pay him attention. Normally I would look at him, shake my head and pull out my spare copy, a mocking grin on my face. He always forgot I had a spare.
Would a traitor really act that way?
No.
Would a friend?
Yes.
That was the truth. He was my friend but he did that.
I cannot forgive him. But friends forgive each other. He hurt me. James said he did not mean to say that. But he still did. But he did not mean to. But- You want to forgive him.
… Yes.
Yes I do.
But knowing him he would not want to be forgiven. He would do something drastic. Being in that house will not be good for him.
I sighed once again, already waiting for him to return.